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Spread wings in my dreams

Cold drafts between my toes

Cannot feel it, only sense it...

For the soul holds no bones

The soul has no skin..yet houses heaven from within

And doesnt need a heart or mind to give it definition

& once ive awaken...horizontal in my bed

Theres life brought to my hands,

And life brought to my legs

Certainly the bodys obedience to the orders given from my head

Whos throne sits in the center

giving permission for me to stand

Feet firmly planted, the law of gravity in effect

Thoughts run through my mind as my heart races inside my chest

Dwelling on the day when nothings left of my breath

Once that light illuminates my body,to the sky i must reflect

For everything above is reflections of below

What i see with open eyes are the same as when theyre closed

Only when life is projected...life is protected

A soul can never parish...only continue through progression